Growing up with a single mother who worked two jobs to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table and with an estranged, abusive father who robbed me of my innocence and self-worth taught me that life's odds were against me. This shaped my identity.
I alchemized my pain into my fuel, my traumas as contributions to my triumphs, and my curses into my greatest blessings.
I believed I couldn't rely on or be safe around men and that a scarce number of resources were available for me.
Then one spring day, life came crashing down, and sheer chaos unfolded, all in a flash. A careless moment brought unspeakable chaos.
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